Saying 'I will not go!' they had yet gone.

Without a spark of high feeling or conscious self-sacrifice to ease their toil, they had yet, week by week, made the guns and the shells which had saved the armies of England.

When this temporary outbreak was over they would go back and make them again.

And they were tired men--sallow-faced, and bowed before their time.
But what had this whimsical, accomplished man before her ever done for his country that he should rail like this?
It was difficult after a tiring day to keep scorn and dissent concealed.

They probably showed in her expression, for the Squire turned upon her as she made her remark about the submarines, examining her with a pair of keen eyes.
'Oh, I know very well what you and that fellow Chicksands think about persons like me who endeavour to see things _as they are_!'-- he smote a chair before him--'and not as you and our war-party _wish_ them to be.